[Killface is holding Brent by his legs at the top of the Annihilatrix, threatening to drop him]
Killface: [sighs] You see, Brent? We all have jobs to do.
Brent: Great, there goes my pen! Great!
Killface: My job is to complete the Annihilatrix and destroy mankind by driving this vile planet straight into the Sun [Brent interrupts].
Brent: Wait! I have another idea! Listen...
Killface: And your job is to market it.
Brent: Listen! No listen! We can get... Jason Alexander!
Killface: Great!
Brent: Yeah!
Killface: You can call him when you hit the ground!
Brent: Nooo! Wait, wait! I got another idea! Better than Jason Alexander! I got, uh...
Killface: Don't say David Arquette to me!
Brent: I wo... well now that you say that I'm not going to.

[looking at fax machine]
Sinn: Perhaps you could get something for it at the local pawnbrokery.
Killface: Sinn, that's bloody brilliant. Hocking this fax machine is sure to bring in the 12 billion I need to complete the Annihilatrix. You're really really really really really really really really smart! [Pause] And pretty.

[On learning that Stan has bought the Annihilatrix with his entire fortune]
Xander: You mean I'm not a billionaire anymore? How does this impact Train Island?!

[On the X-tacle orbiting station]
X-tacle #1: Okay gang, we've have a pretty bad year this year. We've lost a lot of guys. So how about a big X-tacle welcome for our new recruits, huh? {To general greetings and acknowledgements] On the right over there we've got Ron, Peter, Dick, Woody, New Fat Mike and uh...
[The camera pauses on Sinn - obviously the only woman present. Everything goes silent]
X-tacle #1: ... and Hooper.
Sinn: [Perkily] Hi!
[General gasps of astonishment]
X-tacle #2: Yeah, what is up with that?
Sinn: [Adopting a deeper voice] I mean... what's up? ... Dudes?
X-tacle #3: Hey, uhm... is it weird that I kinda wanna fuck Hooper?
X-tacle #2: Not as weird as I kinda wanna fuck New Fat Mike.
Ronnie: Yeah, he gonna get it. Boosh.

[ontop a roof with a sniper rifle]
Valerie: Why 's it always got to be my ass? There's a... there's a person in this ass.

[Phil takes a sip of his drink]
Killface: Yes, drink it in... and die!
Phil: [Horrified] Ah! The... Tom Collins!
Killface: Ha, you mean a vitoxin Collins!
Phil: Vitoxin?!
Killface: Yes! The anal blood gushing should start any moment! Should just... [It becomes clear nothing is happening] come... y'know, bursting... right out of your bottom.
Phil: Ha ha, no, I knew you were gonna try that!
Killface: No? Nothing?
Phil: I've been taking vitoxin for weeks!
Killface: [Outraged] Why, you formerly fat bastard!
Phil: Yeah thats how i kinda lost the weight...

[sitar Music Plays]
Phil: Ohn-Naa. Ohn-Naa.
Killface: No no no no! Stop that! Stop that Mantra!
Phil: Oh Hi, and a blessed day to you.
Killface: [annoyed] mm?
Phil: [Optimistic] Mm!
Killface: mm?
Phil: Mm! Ohn-Naa.
[Killface shoots through Phil's Speakers, ending the Sitar Music]
Killface: Get the hell out of Here!
Phil: Mm, I can't. Lorraine kicked me out when she found out I had cancer.
Killface: That fat slag!
Phil: Enh!
Killface: Surely this town has a Y, Philip?
Phil: No, I'm getting a pretty nice Healing Vibe here. Good for my Chakra.
Killface: No, No, Cancer's a bad influence on Simon! Worse than Sinn and that Prawn and...whatever happend to Val?
[The eyes of Mrs Killface's Portrait slide back, revealing Valerie's eyes, looking shifty; the original eyes are replaced.]
Killface: Anyway, get your candles and your, white cells or whatever and just pop on down to the Y, hm?
Phil: Ohmmmmy lawyers say the Annihilatrix caused my cancer.
Killface: What lawyers?
Phil: It's all here in the lawsuit.
Killface: My God, the stones on you.

[Team Killface is huddles together, readying for their presentation]
Killface: All right, allright. Let's bring it in. Bring it in. On me. On me. Now look, I'm counting on all of you. There's no yesterday. There's no tomorrow. Forget ant farm keyboard. That's... forget that. I want you to go out there, and take this moment, and make it yours.

[The title sequence from Sealab 2021 plays, but is cut in by Killface.]
Killface: Greetings America! I . . . am . . . Killface. Don't bother flicking your infernal remotes, I've taken over your airwaves. Now, I trust you're all comfy on your tacky sofas from Rooms-to-Go, lots of nibbles close at hand? Well, tuck in! And why not smoke between gobbles? Yes, go for the gusto America! Live like there's no tomorrow, because as far as you squallid lot are concerned, there very much isn't . . . . Behold! [camera switches views to a large contraption] The instrument of your doom! I call it: The Annihilatrix! And when it is completed, a million gigatons of thrust will propel the Earth, directly, into the Sun. So look upon my works ye mighty, and despair.....

[Xander, as Awesome-X, has a conversation with the Xtacles.]
Xander: ...but the Crew Company funds the entire Awesome X operation. So, you know, take it up with Xander Crews.
Xtacle #1: Let's kill that son of a bitch!
Xtacles: Yeah!
Xander: No, no, let's don't--he's a good guy. We don't kill good guys. We kill bad guys, come on. It's in our charter
Xtacle #1: So, what's up with our 401(k)?
[Xander just turns his head and groans]
Xtacle #2: What--that's my nest egg! We're still gonna have health insurance, right?
Xtacle #1: Oh my God! Health insurance, I need that.
[Xander just clears his throat]
Xtacles: What?!
Xtacle #3: Are we at least eligible for COBRA?
Xander: What, the little... the G. I. Joe dolls?
Xtacle #2: No, not the G. I. Joe dolls.